Beloved sea, fall gently on this land. Sprinkle the bay, reach not the delicate rose That perilously in the granite grows. Deliberate gulls, move through your saraband Upon this summer's wind, and every year. Run, eager boy, with slim oars to your boat. Lie, dreaming girl, the sun upon your throat. Blown bright-frocked women, crowd upon the pier. Gather the uncoined silver from your seine And pass in the lilac evening to your beach, Saying goodnight in your soft plaintive speech, You quiet fishers of the flawless main. Reiterate, O country of my heart Your loveliness long after I depart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONGS AND THE POET (FOR SARA TEASDALE) by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE COCK AND THE BULL by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY MORNING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR SHELLEY'S SKYLARK by THOMAS HARDY TO THE FOUR COURTS, PLEASE by JAMES STEPHENS |